i got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin’ to florida and i swore that i will never hustle no more but i will never say that no more i got my mind, right nah

i got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin’ to florida and i swore that i will never hustle no more but i will never say that no more i got my mind, right money right

the pots hot as the rock expands it’s the paper chasin’ man on the clock like hands grindin’ like teeth, get money like heat cliff hukstable keep it comin’ like keith

gotta make last forever for worse or for better gotta make it past the devil so guns i got several and everybody plays, the fool says aaron nevelle but i just play to win holler back like heavy metal

smellin’ like pedals from a rose so they *** my breads buildin’ bagels and legos when i rose they froze, trust me for the pesos i’m an a hole ak holes

think face blow and understand i’m talkin’ money by the case loads gun off safety, i’m in safe mode i will hold court until the case closed brown bag ***

i got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin’ to florida and i swore that i will never hustle no more but i will never say that no more i got my mind, right nah

i got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin’ to florida and i swore that i will never hustle no more but i will never say that no more i got my mind, right money right

young new investment ain’t no turnin’ me back had the rubber band stacks in the b*tton king sack and i ain’t never goin’ back, sike i love the life standin’ under the street lights tryin’ to get off that white

at a reasonable price nah, i ain’t tryin’ to bargain wit you you *** hatin’ well, i guess they gonna be starvin’ wit you i got 2 jobs, i sell and i cop *** like father like son well, i was adopted

i told the birdman, stunna give me a chance and i don’t even wanna tell you what i did with my advance ’cause i’m only a man, i had to feed my fam’ takin’ that hood *** and copped about 24 grams

man, i guess it is what it is, it was what it was before the rap game, i was sellin’ drugs either way i’m six figures before my first record i’ll stunt y’all, don’t respect my my work habits, i’m a hustla

i got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin’ to florida and i swore that i will never hustle no more but i will never say that no more i got my mind, right nah

i got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin’ to florida and i swore that i will never hustle no more but i will never say that no more i got my mind, right money right

from an eight to a quarter, from a half to a brick from an 0 to the ozies, that how i’m hood rich and murder was the case got me emptyin’ lot of clips stunna hollerin’ birdman, *** right back in this ***

third world throw the you up, i’m rollin’ in the whip with this money on my mind, gotta hustla and to lift them high rise dealin’ me and youngin’ on some *** breaking bread, choppin’ millions ’cause a *** ain’t ***

told as a youngin’ how to roll with the chopper if money on your block for the money i’ma pop ya *** wanna hate but they money wouldn’t stop us from ridin’ fly whips now they *** out jockin’

we stunnin’ while ya hating **, stunna is what made you ** i hear you poppin’ *** but the birdman raised you *** birdman got an army, birdman got a navy and cash money can’t save ya

i got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin’ to florida and i swore that i will never hustle no more but i will never say that no more i got my mind, right nah

i got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin’ to florida and i swore that i will never hustle no more but i will never say that no more i got my mind, right money right